Kuai Chuan: Crazy criticized villain in my arms and arrogant

Chapter 77 The young master is a bit strange! (seventy)
He said he would not tolerate her, but he still indulged her.

Even if he didn't have the slightest memory, he was still the same him. He clearly guessed what she wanted to do, but he still indulged her wantonly.

Tears mixed with peach blossom cakes and ate into her mouth little by little, a faint bitterness filled her mouth, she couldn't remember how long she hadn't cried, she clearly said that she had made up her mind when this plane ended no matter what. He left, but his heart softened.

Looking at the only peach blossom cake left in his hand, the fine stream of light flashed across his eyes, Xun Fu seemed to have made a decision, got up and ran outside, the continuous drizzle formed a thick cloud outside the corridor rain curtain.

But as soon as she walked to the corner with the cool breeze caressing her face, she suddenly remembered another thing. Ah Ci just left just saying that she had something to do, and didn't say where she was going. Now she can be said to be aimless.

Simply by chance, he ran into the housekeeper who was about to inspect the work, so Xun Fu hurriedly grabbed him and asked:
"Uncle Gao, do you know where Ah Ci is now?"

The butler who was pulled stopped, with a kind smile in the corner of his mouth and slowly said:
"Master Yan should be in the pavilion in the garden at this point. If Miss wants to find Master Yan, please wait here for a while, and I will help you with the umbrella. There is no rain-proof building on the road along the way."

"No, thank you Uncle Gao."

After getting the address, Xun Fu couldn't care less about an umbrella, and hurried away with the small plate in his hand, letting the housekeeper stop him no matter what.

Under the eaves, he looked at the rain curtain in front of him, and at the peach blossom cakes in his hands, with a slightly thoughtful expression on his face, and finally his eyes fell on the potted plants with huge branches and leaves planted in the flower pots beside him.

He reached out and picked two leaves, put one on his head and the other on the peach blossom cake in his hand, and rushed into the pouring rain alone.

The fine raindrops quickly blurred her figure. Although it was not far from here to the pavilion, Xun Fu was still wet when he arrived, and the light cloud-colored dress was soaked by the rain. It is tightly attached to the girl's delicate body, and the hair sticks to the temples, adding a bit of messy beauty.

However, Yan Xici's figure was not found in the courtyard, and the bright colors in his eyes faded away. He squatted down slowly, and uncovered the leaves in his hands. The peach blossom cakes in his hands were not eroded by the rain in the slightest.

Twirling one of them with slightly moist fingertips, she put it on her lips, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rainwater that slowly slid down her cheeks.

Looking at the host's appearance in the space, Ling Sanjiu hurriedly made a sound, but it has no entity, and it can't appear rashly in the blue sky, it can only wander around in the space anxiously, "Host, what's the matter with you."

But Xun Fu didn't respond but just gnawed the snack in his hand silently, suddenly a shadow fell in front of his eyes, and a slightly angry and hurried voice sounded above his head, "You don't stay in the room well, what are you doing here?" .”

After speaking, he lifted Xun Fu who was squatting there, and put a casual black and white coat on her body.

The aura that belonged to the youth immediately wrapped her in it, and starlight fell in the eyes when she raised her eyes, her lips were slightly loosened while biting the peach blossom cake, and with a little force with her fingertips, the delicate petals were sunken in immediately.

His eyes blinked slightly, and a gleam of crystal water slipped from the corners of his eyes, which was particularly clear on his cold cheeks. He reached out and brought the half-bitten peach blossom pastry to Yan Xici's thin lips, half of which was raised at the corners of his mouth. The inexplicable arc slowly said:

"Have a taste."

Seeing Xun Fu's strange behavior in front of him, Yan Xici frowned slightly, and instead of eating the half piece of peach blossom cake, he pulled the clothes on the girl's body, and said in a slightly cold tone:
"Go back to your room first and change your clothes. I'll ask Aunt Zhou to make you a bowl of ginger soup and send it over. If it's raining, don't run around. If you think it's boring to stay in the room, I'll tell you when the weather clears." Brother, they will take you to play."

Seeing that he didn't want to eat the words, Xun Fu didn't force it, but the dots of light that had just lit up in his eyes disappeared again. He slowly withdrew his hand, slightly parting his pale lips, and bit down on the peach blossom crisp. corner.

In a vague tone, he said weakly: "Jiang Siyan, the taste of this peach blossom cake has still not changed."

The voice blended into the sound of rain and became extraordinarily ethereal.

When Ling Sanjiu in the space heard the host's words, his round eyes immediately widened. He looked at the nonsense outside and at the adult floating in the jar, full of puzzlement?

When did the adult slip out, why didn't it know?
I saw Yan Xici's slender eyelashes trembling slightly, his deep eyes showed a bit of struggle, a few rays of light flashed by, his expressionless expression on his face felt a little broken, and his slightly cold voice melted A little helpless, "It seems that I am not skilled enough in disguise, Ah Fu, I still recognize me."

Slowly biting off the petals on the other side, the dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without any fluctuations.

"You have successfully pretended, but the peach blossom cakes you made with your own hands have a slightly different flavor. Jiang Siyan, you clearly guessed what I was thinking, so you can stop it directly. There is no need to send this plate of things to beat around the bush. Let me change my mind, or indulge."

Hearing the words, Jiang Siyan knelt down slowly, looked at the girl holding peach blossom cakes in her hands, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of her mouth, hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Ah Fu, I dare not ask. I thought we could go back as long as the misunderstanding between us was cleared up, but after the last time, I found that, Ah Fu, you are getting farther and farther away from me. You want to escape from my side all the time. It was never dismissed."

Suddenly, the peach blossom cake with only one petal left in Xun Fu's hand was handed to his lips again, and he raised his eyes along the peach blossom cake, and met the little girl's dark gaze, and his thin lips parted slightly. Say you don't want to eat.

The girl rang out with a soft voice, and could vaguely feel the chill in it:
"How do you know that I don't want to give up that idea if you don't ask, A Yan, you are willing to restore my remnant soul, and you are willing to disperse half of the soul to create these three thousand worlds, but now you don't want to ask a question, you just want to accompany me. No longer alive, A Yan, you have been a brown sugar for thousands of years, why are you a coward now?"

Hearing this familiar and intimate address, Jiang Siyan's deep eyes flickered slightly, his hands on both sides were a little out of place, his thin lips trembled slightly, and the wording in his head suddenly became a little messy.

"A Fu, you, this."

Calming down the beating heart in his chest, he rearranged his words and said slowly: "Then Afu, can you give up that thought."

(End of this chapter)